(Please note that this Poem and all others preceeding and following it (except one) were written between the ages of 13 and 14, 7-8 years ago.)

I Am Who I Am

I am who I am,
Does my weight really matter?
Does my Height really matter?
Inside I’m just the same as you.
My heart beats,
My lungs breathe,
I need food in my belly.
But, perhaps, most important of all,
If you look deep down inside,
I have feelings too,
And they can be hurt.
And they are,
Each time you judge me only by my outer cover.
And when you do, I think this question;
Do I need you for a friend?
'No' is the answer.
I will not change to meet your standards.
I have enough friends already
Who judge me by who I am inside.
They are better, truer, more honest friends
Then you could ever hope to be.
To them, my worth is measured in my personality,
Not in my weight.
Or in my height.
Why can’t you take a hint from them?
They do not want me to change.
I do not want to change.
You want me to change,
But you can’t make me.
I like me this way,
I am who I am.